1232. Chapter 1232 Unbearable posture 3
"Who taught you to hold a gun like this?" Yan Ziqiao snorted coldly and hit her on the shoulder. The pretentious bird suddenly withered.
Standing there dejectedly, letting the words manipulate him,
"Lift it up! Don't put your fingers here, here, raise it a little higher..."
After fiddling with it for a long time, Yan Zijie's patience was only a little bit left, so he directly took the gun and gave a standard demonstration.
"Look carefully and see how I did it. Do it again!"
Que'er held the gun while holding the gun, thinking about Yan Zijia's actions just now, and did it meticulously, but no matter what he did, Yan Zijia's brows could not be relieved.
“If you don’t do it well, there will be no meat to eat!”
No meat to eat!
No meat to eat!
…
These three words were like a spell, causing Queer's positive urine test to suddenly break out, and her face tensed up, not to mention it was really like that.
"shot!"
"Bang!" A shot was fired. Yanzi raised his eyebrows without even blinking. Naturally, Juli Xiaowanzi was not injured at all.
"continue!"
Que'er didn't even dare to turn his head and continued shooting, this time three times. He kept his original action with a guilty conscience and waited quietly to be scolded.
"Practice hard, otherwise there will be no meat to eat!"
No meat to eat!
Talking about meat every day makes Que'er hate her so much that she has a toothache. She is a carnivorous bird, not a vegetarian.
As much hatred as he felt in his heart, he was calm on his face, and Que'er didn't dare to show any displeasure. Que'er, who was familiar with Yan Zi's cutting style, knew that if he got offended, there would be no way out for him, so he said no.
The punishment will definitely be intensified.
The bird shuddered at the thought of extending the time for vegetarian meals, and did not dare to wake her up at all.
Anyway, she grabbed enough bullets, stood in the open space, and fired at the target. When her arms were sore, she shook them before continuing. When her legs were numb, she moved and continued.
She didn't know what Yan Zijie's standards were, but she knew that his standards were definitely not low.
The appointed one fired the gun, bang bang bang, then she simply closed her eyes and fired based on her feeling. Then she moved her feet, took out a sofa, sat on it, and practiced while getting a feel for it.
Que'er was having fun when he suddenly felt that the temperature had suddenly dropped a lot, which made him feel strange. The temperature in the secret realm was constant, so he didn't feel anything at all.
Why is it cold?
Well……
Que'er suddenly raised her head and saw the cold face, and her hands were shaking with fright. Then she realized what she was doing, stood up suddenly, straightened her waist, and practiced target shooting very skillfully.
Yan Zijie's eyes were very good, and he could clearly see the direction of the bullet when he squinted. He raised his wrist and looked at the data displayed on it. The anger in his heart disappeared a little, but his face was still cold.
"Practice mobile target shooting!"
After saying a word, the scene changed again. To be precise, the target on the opposite side suddenly changed its position, far away and near, standing in different directions. Que'er's expression was solemn and he concentrated on practicing.
Yan Zijie watched for a while, turned around and left. He saw Ao Jin also busy with a sullen face, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have nothing to do.
The past few days in the secret realm were only a few hours in the outside world. Thinking of Que'er seeing his frightened look, Yan Ziqian frowned.
What he wants is not fear. As for what he wants, I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know.
Chapter completed!